Octavia

there once was a girl
they called her Octavia
she looked like a boy
when they found her alone, in a church
she lay half asleep
in a box for a cradle
in the garden of God
a parentless child, with no past
baby don’t cry, fly away
the people took turns
they raised her in virtue
and she in return
grew her hair long, to the ground
but late every night
she danced with the fairies
deserted by God
she opened her legs, and she’d come
and she would fly, fly away
baby don’t cry, fly away
the seasons took turns
Octavia got married
her children grew strong
a dozen of boys, and a girl
the empress grew bold
his love made her pretty
and late every night
she mounted her man, made him come
she made him fly, fly away
baby don’t cry, fly away
c’mon let’s try, fly away
baby don’t cry, fly away